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It’s July and France puts on two great public events then, Bastille Day parades and the Tour de France
There is something majestic about the kind of military parades that France puts on every Bastille Day. It seems to me that only the Russians put on similar military events with lots of troops on foot, on horseback, in military vehicles and in planes. Here is a glimpse at the parade this year with a view of the Arche de Triomphe in the background:
And on horseback in the sun this time
- France marks Bastille Day with military parade (independent.co.uk)
- Cityville Bastille Day Items, Country Cottage,French Revolution,Military Parades (socialdiets.wordpress.com)
- Robert Capa’s Bastille Days (fansinaflashbulb.wordpress.com)
- Vive La France: Paris Celebrates Bastille Day In Spectacular Style (huffingtonpost.com)
I like Antonio Damasio‘s thoughts about our brain and our behaviors influenced by the working of our brain, or brains!
Here is what I read by him on the Big Think web site:
we do not give the same amount of emotional significance to every event.
For some 45 years of my life I felt little emotional significance coming from my experience in Spain, France and then Canada when I was a babe in arms until I was 10 or so. It was as if I had not experienced anything but I did have nightmares and often.
And yes I remember being a fearful little boy, bigger boy and teenager. But since my birth family believed that we had to move on and not dwell on less beneficial history, I never had nor asked for, the chance to recover, consider and put behind me the frights that I lived through especially in France from September 1939 until we arrived in Canada in July 1940. I guess you could say that I had almost 12 months of little boy hell with my birth family during our prolonged “escape” during the Fall of France.
As I understand it from pieces of family recollections, my mother and my siblings lived in and around Verneuil-s-Avre about 160 kms south east of Paris during most of that time.
It must have been a reasonably quiet place until refugees from Belgium, Luxemberg and the north of France began trickling through starting around May 10, 1940 and then stampeding through after May 18 to the south and west of France chased by the German panzer tanks, infantry storm troops and terror bombing by Stuka aircraft.
But let me go back to what Damasio says about the amount of significance I must have put on those experiences, especially when my nanny, Pensa Gomez, left us to live with the Wanamaker family in France. To this day, I can’t hear some music without tears welling in my eyes. In my case that’s got nothing to do with John Boehner‘s supposed emotional outburst talking about how much he has done to protect and recover the American Dream. But I guess each of us has a right to our own significance!
Later in his discussion Damasio says that we tend to go on and change or reconstruct the narrative we tell about our life. Depending on other pleasureable or unpleasant events in our life. For myself, I cam late to the telling of the narrative of my life. I didn’t really begin until I was 65 or so.
From 4 to 65 is a long time to have left my narrative untold and unremembered. But I finally got here and now I feel better for having told my narrative, even if the first 5 years worth are mostly reconstructions from bits and pieces from my older brother, random family records and photos. At least I know what I looked like at about 8 or 9 months in Barcelona and then in Montreal and in the Pyrenees when I was 2 and after that when I was 4 in Paris in 1939.
I’ve just had a thought that I regret because I thought that I had put this stuff behind me insofar as my father was concerned. But I had another thought, and maybe Damasio is right in this way, about resenting my father’s placing more importance with his Bank and employees in France and not enough on me in my plight of feeling repeated losses too early in my short life till then. There I’ ve said it “I resent what my father did to overstay in France and Spain” just to satisfy his own interests and those of the Bank!
I will come back to this tomorrow or the days after!
- USC’s Neuroscience Pioneer Antonio Damasio to Receive Honda Prize 2010 for His … – Advertiser Talk (news.google.com)
- The Brain Insula: Function and Disease (brainposts.blogspot.com)
So here is a snipped image from the Musee du Louvre, Paris, France
To be honest I can’t tell which image pleases me more, KK en nudite or this one well clothed and quite demur! Both images are pleasent to me. The Vermeer has a definite cache because it is a recognized classic. But KK on the W cover is a classic in its own right and time!
- Painting Caravaggio, Vermeer and fake bikers (winebookclub.org)
- Kubota and Vermeer Announce Strategic Marketing Alliance (eon.businesswire.com)
But this is a new kind of scenery for the fabled Champs Elysees snipped from the NY Times pre-paywall.
A bucolic scene in the middle of Paris!
This is the venue for the usual July 14 national military celebration march of military forces and vehicles. Whatta a contrast!
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- Champs-Elysees goes country to show off Nature (seattletimes.nwsource.com)
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I probably l had just gotten out, or was about to get out, of Barcelona by way of a car convoy to Andorra, on the Franco-Spanish border in the High Pyrenees with my mother, siblings and nanny, Pensa Gomez.
It’s amazing how bits and pieces from that time in Spain and Europe that touch ever so slightly on my own living experiences then continue to filter out. It’s only through the ubiquity of information on the Web that I can get this stuff. The Web has helped me put together more of my own story in Barcelona in 1936 and France in 1939-40.
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- A word picture of Barcelona in 1937 (robertg69.wordpress.com)
- Spain begins excavation of Lorca’s Civil War grave (telegraph.co.uk)
Of course it helps a lot when a dramatic background is the centerpiece, like Les Champs- Elysées.
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there are a few things I dearly love. In one case I haven’t been to one much lately since there are no affordable ones in Vancouver, the French bistro with its characteristic walnut finishings and great red wine. The other is the NY Times.
Both of these artifacts of civility and my version of the good life are suffering. Both are losing business at alarming rates and both institutions are in peril of becoming non-existent and that saddens me in anticipating their real life demise.
As for the bistro in France, click here to read the NY Times piece about that sad situation with a closing of 2 of them every during these financially troubled times. Over 80% of the 200,000 of them that did business in 1960 have disappeared since.
The NY Times does not report much about the financial situation of the holding company or its main newspaper holdings, but the news in the blogosphere and in other news agencies is especially sad. The Grey Lady faces financial burnout by the middle of next year. It has ended dividend payouts and has apparently been shopping some of its media assets to gain cash for financial survival. What the H will I do if she disappears too!
This is not a pretty sight and I truly regret that all those Wall Street jerks and downright thieves have brought us to this unpretty pass! No doubt I’ll survive but some essence of the good life will be drained from my spirit. How much of that kind of loss will I be able to deal with before I decide that it’s enough? But I have no plans for an online suicide ever!
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